After the dinner, everyone went to a KTV near the school.
Those who sing sing, those who drink drink.
Everyone released the stress of this period and the joy in their hearts at this moment.
For everyone who has just left home, this period is a novel and valuable experience.
The growth of individual life requires continuous experience.
This is just a start, a seemingly good start.
Qin Jian sat in a corner, watching everyone laughing, drinking wine with Zheng Feng, and enjoying a moment of peace.
It has been almost a month since I arrived in Yanjing. It has been such a hurried month that it feels like it has passed in the blink of an eye.
Now that I have some free time, I feel a little tired.
However, the harvest from this month is still great.
"Hey!"
The two clinked a glass and drank it without saying anything.
At this moment, Ning Qianxia came over.
"Why are you two grown men hiding here drinking?" He said and sat next to Qin Jian, stretched out his legs and kicked a wine bottle.
She looked down and counted seven or eight empty bottles at Qin Jian's feet, and asked, "Did you drink all of them?"
Qin Jian did not deny it and said with a smile: "Everyone is happy today, so I have a few more sips."
Ning Qianxia picked up the empty bottle on the ground, raised her head and said, "I suggest you drink less. Alcohol will numb your reaction nerves. Don't let your fingers lose control when you get old and play the piano."
"That's what it says in the book?" Qin Jian asked.
Ning Qianxia replied: "The doctor said it."
Qin Jian laughed at himself and glanced at the tattoo on his left hand: "Let's talk about it when we live to be old." He filled the wine glass again.
"What are you doing, go play! It's so boring!" Li Shasha also rushed over, her eyes swept around, and finally landed on Zheng Feng's face, and teased: "I asked you why you have such no eyesight, no
I see the presidents are discussing important matters!"
Zheng Feng looked at Li Shasha with a confused expression.
Li Shasha rolled her eyes as she spoke, "Big man, all the students from the orchestra department are gathering over there, and you are not even a member of the department who is active!"
Zheng Feng looked at Qin Jian, as if he wanted to seek an answer.
"Go and communicate more with everyone." Qin Jian smiled.
Li Shasha said fiercely: "I've convinced you, why are you so annoying?"
"Wait, wait a minute." Zheng Feng stuttered and was about to bend down to pick up the wine in the glass. Li Shasha grabbed him and said, "Stop drinking, go over there and drink."
With a tug and a tug, the two left, leaving only Qin Jian and Qian Xia in the corner.
"These two are interesting." Qin Jian looked at the backs of the two and said with a smile, "This is the first time I see Zheng Feng stuttering nervously."
Ning Qianxia did not answer the call.
Qin Jian turned around and suddenly said: "Thank you."
Ning Qianxia was stunned when she heard the sound, withdrew her gaze and looked at Qin Jian doubtfully.
"You've been working so hard for me for the orchestra this time. Thank you for your hard work." Qin Jian raised his cup and said, "I'd like to toast you with this cup."
After his words fell, Ning Qianxia let out a smile, then raised her head slightly.
In the gentle sound of music.
Her wandering eyes looked at Qin Jian in the dim light.
She seemed to be trying to tell from his face how true or false his words were.
moment.
"You are thinking too much," Ning Qianxia found a clean cup, filled it with wine, and raised it, "I am doing it for this club."
After a pause, "I don't accept your thanks, but I drank this glass of wine."
As he spoke, he gently bumped Qin Jian's wine glass.
"cheers."
"cheers."
They both drank at the same time.
"When are you leaving?" Ning Qianxia asked, putting down her wine glass.
"The flight is in the early morning the day after tomorrow." Qin Jian replied.
"How long will this trip take? What are your next plans for the club?"
"I'm not sure when I'll be back. It depends on the progress of the recording." Qin Jian replied, "As for the club, I want to play Magic Flute. I also discussed it with my professional teacher today, but he is not optimistic about it."
Ning Qianxia nodded.
Qin Jian continued: "He feels that our club cannot meet that standard now, but I want to shoot a scene first to give it a try. The orchestra score will be distributed first for everyone to practice. When I come back, I will shoot the orchestra first."
"As for the chorus stage, we are not filming clips this time, so the actors for each role must be determined in advance. This will be hard work for you again. Do you think the actors can finish the script for the first act in a month?
?”
Ning Qianxia has been wanting to find time to chat with Qin Jian about the next development of the club these two days, but considering that the other party is busy, she has been putting it off. Now is the perfect time.
"Hold on."
Ning Qianxia pondered for a moment and said: "To answer your question first, there are not many characters in the first act of The Magic Flute, and the chorus is not very difficult. It should take about the same amount of time."
There was a pause.
"What follows are my thoughts."
"Let me remind you first, opera is not as simple as you think. Although I don't want to discourage you, I have to say that with our current overall level, it will be difficult to put the Magic Flute on the stage in a short time, or even later.
Two acts will die prematurely.”
"So, my suggestion is that we start rehearsing with some small scripts. Small scripts are not too difficult and everyone can tolerate them without sacrificing enthusiasm."
"In this way, while rehearsing, running in, and accumulating experience, it also lays a foundation for the future."
"I think at that time, we can start thinking about Mozart's notebook."
After speaking seriously, she looked at Qin Jian.
"Answer completed."
a long time.
"Thanks for your advice."
Qin Jian sighed. It's not that he didn't understand the principle of destroying a child's growth, but time didn't allow him to slow down. "But I still want to give it a try."
"Why?"
Ning Qianxia asked with some confusion.
Qin Jian did not answer.
Ning Qianxia shook her head. She was professional and her advice was pertinent. She didn't even know why she was worried about Qin Jian.
But she didn't understand why Qin Jian was so determined to make this choice, and said anxiously: "Are you anxious?"
"Feel sorry."
Qin Jian said in a deep voice.
There are some things that I can't explain to anyone, so I can only choose to apologize.
Looking at the man in front of her, after a long time, Ning Qianxia sighed to herself, and her mood seemed to lighten, "I don't like to hear apologies, and besides, there is no need for you to tell me, you are the president and you have the final say.
"
As if she needed to moisten her throat, she took a sip of wine and said, "Then it's the Magic Flute, that's it."
"So what am I going to sing this time?"
"Afraid of Mina?"
"Yaoh?"
She spoke faster than that, and spoke softly.
"Queen of the Night." Qin Jian affirmed, "After hearing your voice for the first time on the military training ground, I had a candidate for the Coloratura Night King in my heart."
"Okay, I understand." Ning Qianxia said, "You can go about your business with peace of mind. I will help you choose other roles."
After saying that, she stood up and looked at the laughing people, "Qin Jian, can I ask you a question?"
"You ask."
"Don't worry and nod. You can refuse, but don't lie to me."
"You ask."
"Do you really like the opera stage?"
Ning Qianxia's voice was not loud and did not have the intimidating power on stage, but Qin Jian didn't know what to answer for a while.'
In the silence, a call came from the crowd.
"Sister Qianxia, come and sing with us!!"
"President, you are so uninteresting, come on!"
"You two, stop whispering!!!"
Ning Qianxia laughed loudly and said, "Just wait for me, I'll be here soon."
The next second.
"I like the opera stage, that's my dream."
Leave a faint sound.
She put down her wine glass and walked towards the crowd without looking at Qin Jian.